Everywhere I look, Oh Lord,
I see you and only you,
alive, in the manifest,
asleep, waiting to be born.
Every blossom bears Your scent,
pain sublime in every thorn.
Laughter, grief, sorrow, doubt,
wear Your face in turn.
Here it is, the Universe,
rolling in ecstasy at Your feet,
here I am, rapt in awe,
lost in love, in Your arms.
